Wednesday, January 07, 2009

Lucky Man

Today is Toby’s 52nd birthday. He says it is his "lucky number" since it was his high school football number. I think he has been pretty lucky all along. Here is wishing you many more lucky years, dear!

I have been invited to paint with some friends today. Now to decide what to paint…maybe a San Antonio picture. This could be part of my plan to do more painting. By the way, Jes posted some more pics on her blog – very artsy. Here is another Jesse story: While eating out in SA, I was wrestling with a butter package that would not open. Jesse took it from me and tried to open it, too. After a few minutes of struggling, she said, "I think it is deformed." Long pause, "I mean defective." It is funny the words we choose and the meanings they have – connotation vs. denotation. While in SA, I was looking at some jewelry and said, "Here are some pretty bangles." Now where did I get the word "bangles?" Was it even the right word? Later we were in another store and there was a sign that said, "Bangles $3.00" Yep, "Bangles" was right. How did I know that?

9 comments:

Happy Birthday, Toby! 52 is how old I was when SN3 was born... not to give ya ideas, or anything! ;-)

(and don't look at me that way, Lou!)

re: words. I think we all know more than we think we do, simply by being well-read. The brain is an amazing thing... retaining lil bits and pieces of information we aren't aware of, consciously, and losing bits we KNOW we know, at the same time. The latter "feature" drives me nuts!